Just do it.
Then do it again.
– Nike ad campaign
The Fourth of July will be here before you know it, and once again I have received my credentials to run in Atlanta’s famous 10-kilometer Peachtree Road Race.
Why would anyone of my age and physical limitations spend this most humid of holidays running up and down the formidable hills of the South’s largest city with 60,000 sweaty strangers?
Well ... because of you.
For the past decade, I have sponsored a variety of Augusta causes by wearing their T-shirts in the highly publicized and well-watched (crowd estimates are around 250,000) event.
I have worn shirts or hats for the Augusta Alzheimer’s Association, Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation, Shepeard Community Blood Center, Boys & Girls Clubs, Make-A-Wish Foundation, CSRA Greyhound Adoptions, First Tee, SafeHomes of Augusta and our Army troops at Fort Gordon.
Last year had me thinking pink, because University Health Care Foundation made me a special pink “Miracle Mile T-shirt.”
Everyone had a chance to read the message on my shirt, I admit, because my running speed has not been a distraction for decades.
That’s where you come in.
If your group would like a little publicity in front of so many, make your case to me in an e-mail. Let me know why I should become a sprinting billboard by wearing your T-shirt.
Send those thoughts to firstname.lastname@example.org.
MORE TRAVELS: Your vacation postcards continue to fill up the mail box.
Abbey Kessman, of Hollywood, Fla., sends a unique postcard – all emerald-green sparkles on one side and all bright pink on the other.
“As a retired manager at the beleaguered US Postal Service, I (thank) you for this contest. Please consider this an entry into a new category – Messiest. The sparkles get on everything.”
She also sent a postcard that doubles for a pass for bowling two free games at SpareZ Bowling Center.
Kids get them for achieving good grades, Abbey writes.
Shirley and Joel Nelson, of Augusta, send a card commemorating the last show promoted for Buddy Holly, who died in a 1959 crash on his way to Moorhead, Minn.
TODAY’S JOKE: Here’s one from Bill Wood, of Hephzibah:
A longtime married couple were being consulted by the doctor after the husband’s latest exam.
“Madam,” the doctor said, “your husband needs rest and peace, so here are some sleeping pills.”
“That’s great, doctor,” she said. “When should I give them to him?”
“Ma’am,” the doctor said, “they’re for you!”